Der Brucer is off to spend the day with the grandlads. It's open house at their school, and he's taking the opportunity to meet with their teachers. I think he's trying to establish with the teachers that there is someone sane in the family, and not to judge the lads by their parents.
Meanwhile, I don't start work today until after three, and won't be getting off until close to midnight. (That's close to nine at night, for you left-coasters.) After which, der B will want me to fix him dinner! Yipes!